Tempest of the Stellar War-Novel2

Chapter 462: Strength Of The Small

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

The whole arena was speechless. This was followed by a thunderous laughter. It was the funniest joke that the people of Tita had ever heard in their life.

“Hahaha... You want a battle with me?” said Rara Durai, who was breathless from the laughing.

The battle between the people Tita would be a one on one brawl with no forms of weapons. However, this was between giants, and a human had no say in it.

“Yes,” said Wang Zheng. Ever since he had entered the stage, Wang Zheng could feel the strong life force emanating from the bodies of the giants. Once you had experienced it, you would be able to understand that the universe was truly mysterious to be able to give life to such organisms.

Rara Durai laughed. “Little one, what do you think this is?”

Rara Durai raised his huge fist and said, “This is a weapon. I could flatten you like a pancake with just one punch. Hahaha.”

Instantly, the crowd burst into laughter.

“Since you will not be using battle armour, I will not use a mech. It’s better to be fair.”

Wang Zheng smiled as he talked about fairness.

Rara Durai almost spat. Fairness? A human talking about fairness with a Tita warrior in battle? He must be crazy!

Outside the battle stage, it was filled with mockery of Wang Zheng. Some of them were from the people of Tita and some were from some other factions of the Lan family. The Lan family was too huge. After a few generations, the faction where Lan Ling was from had the most influence and was the one in control. As for other factions, they did not have real influence and would be delighted to witness embarrassing matters that were caused by the main faction. For example, Lan Ling had saved a man, and that man was a crazy guy...

“No way could it be done! Let me go drag him back, this is simply nonsense!”

Sun Xin was truly enraged and was going to pull Wang Zheng back.

However, she was stopped by Elder Mu Sen. “Do not worry, Rara Durai will know when to stop.”

Moreover, the battle could not be stopped at this moment.

Wang Zheng was already in position. He raised his head and saw Rara Durai, who was almost six meters tall. He looked just like an unmovable mountain.

Rara Durai looked at Wang Zheng. Should he send him flying with a slap or flick him away lightly using his legs?

Hmm, it seemed that no matter what he chose, he might end up killing this little one. Should he convince him to use a mech?

Wang Zheng waited for a few seconds, smiled, and said, “Are the people of Tita such sissies? Are you really a warrior?”

Rara Durai’s face turned red and he said, “Great, you could also be considered as courageous among humans, although you are a little stupid!”

Outside the stage, Elder Mu Sen was dumbfounded. He had not expected Wang Zheng to choose not to use a mech.

Roarr...

Durai smashed his huge palm down, wanting to crush Wang Zheng into meat paste.

The floor that could withstand heavy blows from a mech immediately exploded. Debris was flying everywhere. Wang Zheng’s footsteps remained composed as he sought opportunities while dodging.

Rara Durai was furious as some of the debris hit his face while that little human was able to move around without being hit by any of the debris. This had made him even more furious. He stomped his leg fiercely at Wang Zheng. He was very serious now, no longer holding back or thinking about giving face. All he wanted was to crush the little one!

“Seems that he really did not need a mech. Rara Durai is a good actor, this must have been staged beforehand. Tsk, that kick seemed like he really meant it.”

“Tsk! Staged, continue this staged fight!”

Some of the people from the Lan family couldn’t hold back and mocked.

In fact, even Lan Ling was blinking and feeling a little worried. However, she felt relieved. Looking at the situation, it seemed that Rara Durai still knew that he had to hold back, although he might look like he was furious...

The other Tita warriors were laughing. However, they weren’t laughing at Wang Zheng but at Rara Durai. A Tita warrior was brave but not cruel, and was sincere and intelligent.

Rara Durai could faintly hear the mockeries by his kind from outside the stage. His face turned purple with rage and looked extremely terrifying. “Ahhhhhhhh!”

With a fierce roar, the muscles on him exploded in power suddenly!

Instantly, more than half of those who thought Rara Durai was acting were dumbfounded. This was “Life Outbreak”, something that a Tita warrior would do when he decided to give it his all. Under the conditions of “Life Outbreak”, their speed, reaction time, and power would increase tremendously. This was a warrior technique that only a Tita warrior could master!

Facing a little human, coupled with the fact that it was a human that wasn’t using a mech, the number one warrior of the Pool Tribe had to use the warrior technique!

Was this a joke?

“Even if it is staged, it shouldn’t this be overboard, right?”

“It must be, it definitely is. Just take a look at the warrior technique. No matter who it was, they would have become meat paste. Look, the speed of that brat isn’t even that fast. Before the warrior technique, all he could do is to jump around like what he was doing previously.”

“You are right; however... did he have to go this far? Wasn’t it that they were trying to give some face to Lan Ling...”

Other people had started to suspect that it wasn’t just a show. “It couldn’t be. We are talking about the people of Tita. Moreover, he is a Tita warrior. When did they learn how to do this? Although they aren’t dumb, they would not desecrate a battle.”

“What do you know about them? You are the one who is simple minded!”

However, these voices were soon lost.

Wang Zheng had not thought about a direct confrontation. From the atmosphere around Rara Durai, he could roughly determine the opponent’s strength. It was truly astounding, but this level was something that still couldn’t beat Wang Zheng. When fighting against a powerful and large physique, a smaller assassin would be harder to deal with. This had been proven in the training with Bonehead.

After having experienced enough, it was time to end it. His current physical condition was not suitable for a prolonged battle.

This kick of Rara Durai was full of power, but the tempo was a little slow due to his anger. He had thought that it would not connect as with previous attacks. He had not expected that at this moment, Wang Zheng would stop. Rara Durai was delighted. He would want to definitely kick this little guy to death with this kick. He further invoked his warrior technique and maintained it.

Wang Zheng moved his body slightly aside to dodge the attack. At the same time, Wang Zheng aggressively cut towards the body of Rara Durai.

“Looking for death!” Rara Durai was exhilarated. Being attacked was the least of what he was afraid at the moment. He was annoyed by Wang Zheng, who was jumping around. Against his previous opponents, he could just sweep them aside. However, Wang Zheng had been abnormally difficult to get rid of!

Roarrr. He retracted the leg he kicked out. With an extremely quick spin and locking down Wang Zheng’s position, he swung his left hand downwards in a circle and his left hand towards Wang Zheng like a poisonous dragon. With an attack that covered all directions, he had firmly locked down on Wang Zheng!

Wang Zheng let out a fierce roar and sliced in towards Durai at the speed of lightning. A simple but rough move!

—- Leaning Landslide!

Boom...

Rara Durai’s face had changed. All he could feel was an enormous force coming from his right leg. It was as though he had been kicked by a heavy tank-type mech. Without any guard and as he relaxed his waist, he could no longer maintain his battle stance and fell sideways.

This little one...

This human was in possession of strength that would not lose to a Tita warrior!

Rara Durai let out an angry roar. With his arms to support him, he intended to flip and stand up again!

At this moment, Wang Zheng leapt. Using his momentum, he stepped on Rara Durai’s back and rushed to the neck area of Rara Durai.

Instantly, Wang Zheng’s eyes shined brightly. The Primordial Regression Technique, which had been ready for some time, was operating at maximum capacity. With a palm hit.

Boom...

Rara Durai’s huge body seemed to have turned into stone and he was forced to a halt at the spot.

Wang Zheng turned around and jumped.

Rara Durai shook a little and revealed a struggling expression. Soon, he fell to the ground.

... Rara Durai’s eyes rolled back and he fainted...

The crowd was speechless. Wasn’t this staged match... too professional?

Wang Zheng regulated his breathing as he felt a really tense neck. More than half of the force of the explosive strike of the Primordial Regression Technique was reflected back on him. It seemed that he had underestimated the people of Tita. Not only were they super strong, they were adept at using their muscles. This was a completely different dimension from brute strength. In other words, it could be said that Tita warriors had an extremely high battle IQ!

Mu Sen and Khalifa stood up. Lan Ling and Lan Jiang also stood up. The whole crowd was silent and looked blankly at the still standing Wang Zheng.

He was able to emerge victorious?

He was able to win against Rara Durai without a mech!

Who was Rara Durai? The number one warrior of the young generation of the Pool Tribe!

However, a small human was able to go against all odds and use his small fist to dominate the number one warrior of the Pool Tribe. He had even knocked Rara Durai out!

“Lan Ling, it seems that... you really... saved a monster.”

At this moment, Old Man Lan wasn’t the one who was obsessed with playing. It seemed that Lan Ling was right. It was all destined to be. To survive from such an impact, it seemed that he had really offended someone. However, Wang Zheng would likely have an extraordinary background.

Wang Zheng turned to Elder Mu Sen and smiled. When he wanted to return to his position, he could feel a rough breathing from his back.

Wang Zheng was also a little surprised to see Rara Durai sitting up while still swaying after receiving his full attack. In the instance of the attack, he had overlapped more than 30 hand chops onto the softest spot of the opponent, and yet...

Initially, Rara Durai’s eyes were still sluggish. However, he soon recovered and looked at Wang Zheng with his bright eyes. He raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

Did he still want to continue the fight?

Wang Zheng frowned and was surprised at the recovery speed of the people of Tita. He did not hold back previously. A hand chop with full force could even bend steel, but Rara Durai’s neck seemed to be perfectly fine.

“Little one, what great strength you have. Not too shabby. You are someone I definitely want as a friend. Ouch. Tell me how you have such great strength despite being so small in size.”

Rara Durai had one hand stretched in the air while the other hand was already rubbing his neck. On his face, he revealed a carefree smile.

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